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Bobby Jones once observed that nobody really wins a major golf tournament; someone always loses it. Indeed the salient feature of last week's British Open was not so much Lee Trevino's narrow victory, but Jack Nicklaus' slender loss. Nicklaus had already won the Masters at Augusta, Ga., and the U.S. Open and had set his sights on this tournament and the upcoming P.G.A. in a bid for an unprecedented grand slam of professional golf...
...came incredibly close in what was likely the most dramatic finish in golf history. Nicklaus went into the closing round on Scotland's sun-sluiced Muirfield course a full six strokes behind Defending Champion Trevino and five behind Britain's dogged Tony Jacklin. Trevino had blistered the parched fairways at the finish of the third round with birdies on the final five holes for a 66, which tied the course record and put him one stroke ahead of Jacklin. Nicklaus, playing what was for him desultory golf, needed birdies on two of the final three holes merely...
...final round was something else again. Nicklaus birdied six of the first eleven holes, while Trevino and Jacklin played fitful golf. By the ninth hole big Jack had caught the leaders. But on the 17th Trevino pulled off a spectacular shot. Perched on an awkward angle off the green, Trevino lofted a 30-ft. chip that rolled into the cup to save a par. Nicklaus had bogeyed the 16th, Jacklin bogeyed both of the final holes, and the Merry Mexican, crying, "I'm the greatest chipper in the world!", became the first golfer since Arnold Palmer...
...they cancel the fourth round and declare the Golden Bear winner by a T.K.O. An Atlanta newsman suggested that the Augusta National Golf Club could save money by not awarding the traditional green blazer to the victor, and instead adding hash marks to the Bear's sleeves. Lee Trevino, still yappy despite a mediocre performance of his own, could hardly contain his admiration: "He's gone. He's a freak. That's what I told him. He might even beat two people. Beat their best ball. Nobody'll beat him. He could beat...
Palmer came in at 300. So did Trevino, who was ending a two-year boycott of the Masters. Apart from Nicklaus' brazen attempts to reach the green in two on the 520-yd., water-guarded 15th hole, most of the excitement was in Augusta's parking lot, where Trevino used his red Dodge Charger as a locker room and interview post. Apparently miffed over the near eviction of his driver-valet for not wearing the proper badge during a practice round, Trevino gave the clubhouse wider berth than a curl-lipped bunker. Nicklaus, of course, could...